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Marsha doesn't know why the more days go by the faster. Tomorrow seems to be the last day of the exam. And there's something he needs to do right away. Of course, unite Arka and Rana and separate the Girl from the King.

There are a million secrets in their relationship and he will uncover them one by one.

The girl smiled slantedly. He can't wait to see Ingga lose his one-on-one right now. After all, after that incident, Ingga was already countless as his cousin right?

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The examination room was still silent until the last moment. Rana matched back her answer. A knotty smile perched on her tiny lips. He never knows, it turns out that if we have learned as best as possible, problems like this become no self-esteem in our eyes. Real easy.

Rana stood up from her seat with her full smile on her face. Giving his test paper to the supervisor cheerfully and exiting the room with his small steps. Last exam, finished ....

On her seat, Nada peered at Rana's departure. The tip of his lips slightly raised, but then he refocused with the paper before him. He didn't know whether or not Rana would succeed with the answer, but he knew the girl had fought even harder than him. If Rana succeeds, the first thing he does is to let go. Of course, that's all he can do, even if he wants more. Congratulations, maybe.

At the front desk, the girl with sharp eyes glanced at him quickly. His face doesn't look like it. Of course, until any time he would hate Rana. That girl has taken away her only love. And the plan was a huge success. The girl also lost her love.

Just now that Rana was stepping her feet out of her visual senses class had already caught the existence of Marsha sitting alone in front of her class. The girl who was his upperclassman should still be in class at this time. The final exam shouldn't be easy, right?

"Marsha?" Without a second thought, Rana immediately came to the girl. Smiling friendly with her tiny lips. "Have you finished the exam?"

Marsha lifted her head. Got a genuine smile from Rana. But rather than that, there was something more important that he wanted to convey.

"Ra, I want to talk to you" said Marsha as she got up from her seat. His face could not hide that serious mimicry.

Rana cringing. "What are you talking about, Sha? Just talk," he responded.

Marsha held the girl's arm in front of her. "It's important, Ra. But not here," he said later.

Rana was still frowning in wonder, but as she was curious, the girl finally nodded her head as well. Agree even though I don't know what Marsha means. At least, he knew the girl was not the girl she used to be.

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"Lo what are you talking about, Sha?" rana asked after the two sat next to each other in the school rooftop. Just the two of them.

"Lo's still in love with Arka, isn't he, Ra?" Marsha doesn't want to mince words.

Rana scrunched her forehead back. "It doesn't have to be, Sha," he said then turned his face away, not liking this kind of topic.

"Ma ..." Marsha touched Rana's shoulder. "Lo doesn't have to lie to yourself, Ra. Life isn't good anymore, but I know you guys still have feelings." The girl tried to make Rana turn her face to him again.

Rana is still in her position. He had prepared himself for such questions for a long time. But why is this so difficult if it is really faced? He was so naive to lie again.

"That's his love for you, Ra. He never had any intention of hurting you. He just has to ...."

"He never did that, Ra. It's not him who's cheating. Arka can't be like that."

Rana was stunned for a moment, but of course she did not immediately believe it. "If it's not her who's pregnant, then why should she be responsible? No way, he willingly left me for the sake of an illegitimate child who is not his flesh blood?" Things are getting more tense.

"That's not Arka's son, Ra. Not even Ingga's son."

Rana frowned again. "You mean?"

"But Ingga was Arka's first love, so maybe he had something you didn't have. More memories, because they used to be legitimate. More sympathy, because Arka knows what has been experienced with Ingga. And so the benefits of it all to commit a big lie to Arka."

Rana's speechless. For some reason, Marsha's words successfully made a small hole in his heart even more hit. Right, Ingga has something he doesn't have.

"The baby is Ingga's nephew, Ra. Emang Ingga had been in a relationship outside of marriage before. But it wasn't Ingga's son, and neither was Arka the culprit."

"Not Arka?" ask Rana. And for some reason, there was a hint of relief that spread through the sidelines of his heart.

"Rongga came to Arka and said that the baby was the result of an accident, which Arka also knew clearly because he helped Ingga teach a lesson to the perpetrator. Arka can't be shaken, Ra. He was naive and too kind. There's no way she could've watched that baby grow up without a father."

"How can you know?" Accidentally, both of Rana's hands clenched. He grew angry with the devil. He also felt sorry for Arka. It turns out it's not that easy.

"Gue Ingga's cousin" Marsha replied not too excitedly. "Erlan is my Aunt's son who is a socialite and does not care much about his son."

"Keep the culprit ... who?" Rana shakes her head. They don't know if they can trust this information or not. But at least, that's what he can do for a while.

Marsha clasped Rana's hands slowly, bowed her down and convinced herself to say so immediately.

"Gue is really sorry that this information will make you surprised, Ra. That guy is ... lo's girlfriend, King."

Rana was stunned for a moment, but then she immediately pulled her hand from Marsha's grasp and stood up. "Lo don't try to instigate me huh, Sha! It can't be that King."

Marsha stood up too. Already knew that this might happen. "Gue is not a boh ..."

"Udah, enough! Now you go no, from here?!" drive Rana, can't help myself.

Marsha was about to explain, but she retreated her steps. "Yes, Ra. I just want to tell you, so you're careful ...."

"Go!" push Rana even more firmly.

Marsha sighed, and then decided to leave. There's nothing he can force here.

Rana landed herself limply on the chair, covering her face in frustration. Please tell him, all this information is a lie, right?